KudzuAcres

General Commentary (May be military related) email: Kudzuacres1@juno.com

Thursday, February 16, 2006
 
So I go out to a business lunch with a guy I had not previously met although we have talked on the phone and wasted perfectly good electrons with email. We come out of the restaurant and are walking across the parking lot when I see a car with an almost flat tire. I say something like: "Poor guy better get out here soon or he'll be having to change that tire here in the parking lot". He says: "Dang, that's my car and that truck there has a screw in the right front tire." "Dang", I say. "That's my truck".

I've spent the last two hours getting a replacement at Sams. Second tire in four months with a sheet metal screw and both were too far down the sidewall to plug. I need to find which tenant here is dropping screws on the parking lot.

Wednesday, February 15, 2006
 
Today is guitar lesson day and I haven't learned how to play "Sweet Georgia Brown" yet. My left hand seems to have a mind of its own and I always play the wrong notes in the fourth measure. It's really strange because I know as soon as I hit the note that it is wrong.

Myabe I should just stick to playing the way I always have, but listening to Doc Watson play just makes me feel good and if I could play a tenth as good, well nirvana!

Tuesday, February 14, 2006
 
So I work all weekend on a proposal due today in Nashville, finish it yesterday and put on FedEx. In the middle of the night, I realized I had left out an important document. Some days are diamonds, some days are stones. This one is cubic zirconium as the nice lady in the Contracting office is letting me fax the missing piece.

I haven't given a retirement update in a while, but I am beginning to think it may be soon because of mental disability.

Monday, February 13, 2006
 
So the VP shoots some lawyer while on a quail hunting trip and the media are up in arms (pun intended). I just don't get it. Having been quail hunting once, I would never go again. Those little suckers come up out of the grass sounding much like a 747 taking off (scaring a person half to death as they do) and spreadout like Arnold and the gang in "Running Man". You have to be really fast to get one and unlike dove, the quail go every which way.

That's not what I don't get.

Cheney was using a 28 gauge shotgun. I didn't even know there was such a thing. Has the VP gotten so old and weak that eh can't handle a real gun. On top of that, the guy he shot was 30 yards away. Just how badly could he have been hurt by that toy gun at 30 yards?

Next thing you know someone will be trying to tell me a 9mm is a real pistol.